Aim 4 the head, when you see him, go get him nigga Aim 4 the head, when you see him, go get him nigga Aim 4 the head, when you see him, go get him nigga
tryin' to go home wit'chu Now what'chu gon' do? (Gonna get get get it poppin' boy) Now what'chu gon' do? (Gonna get get get it poppin') Get it poppin
don't know me?) Hundred miles an hour, switchin' lanes like, whoa Plus I'm gettin' brain from this chick like, whoa Finger near a nigga asshole like, whoa Scene floss riches
Y'all just some hatin ass hoes, mad cause these real niggaz chose Y'all bitches be poppin that shit gon' get popped in ya fuckin nose Cause this shit
We eatin' sirloin steak, y'all fools eat Cheerios Don't be trick, you know these hoes so slick Do yo' thang and get rich And get wise, enterprise with
drop-top straight high-sidin' On you, boy, I'm poppin' the most I come from Oakland, don't play me close 'Cause I'm a player, love to play this game I get
some niggas label me a bitch, holmes The only plan is im bout to get rich, holmes If u don?t like what I'm sayin?, suck my dick, holmes Poppin? pills
im the boy when i come through that exit ? all on my stomache and my wrist watch cars line up outside like a pit stop boy aye i be VIP poppin everyday
baby don`t stop it We can do it like Chris Brown girl and get it poppin Man I`m a pro, look I`m far from a rookie Girl get your pretty self over here
just missed all this Watchin' all these cheap imitations get rich off 'em And get dollars that shoulda been there's like they switched wallets And amidst all this Crist poppin
just missed all this Watchin' all these cheap imitations get rich off 'em And get dollars that shoulda been there's like they switched wallets And amidst all this Crist' poppin
is tha nigga named Tru and I got that boy Key-C in here and that boy Poyo and these hoes ear and we comin through wit that boy Flig-ati Flea comin out
reppin the dirty n i aint abt to slow down so if u aint wid it get out the way it abt to go down u can get ur issue like ur boy subscribed n wen we ride
get tore, I get tore up under city lights I get tore, I get tore up under city lights Tore up under city lights, I get tore up under city lights I get
with him Dolla Boy he be robbin' them, and Lil Fate I ride with the drop with him I Doug we be swappin' them, get a couple of bills and poppin' them
they might want us, but they won't get behind me Now I'm doing ninety, all gas no breaks Fucking with your boy, get your punk ass whole face Drop you